THE WORLD SHE PAINTED RED |KTH(18+)

CH-56| SHE ISN'T ALONE!~

Taehyung parked the car, and Isabella's gaze swept across the surroundings, landing on the restaurant in front of them. The name "Creme Cafe" was elegantly written, showcasing the establishment's refined ambiance.

Isabella's eyes darted towards Taehyung. Taehyung's response was casual, his words laced with a hint of hunger. "Aren't we supposed to be in a hotel?" she questioned, a mix of surprise and confusion.

Taehyung replied, calm yet adamant, "I'm hungry, and I want to have breakfast before the meeting."

Isabella couldn't help but let out a sigh. The change of plans and the unexpected detour to a lavish restaurant further frustrated her, but she had little choice but to follow along.

Isabella spoke as she walked towards the restaurant alongside Taehyung, her tone firm and slightly irritable. "I expect you to hurry," she said, her words leaving no room for negotiation.

Taehyung chuckled lightly, amused by her assertiveness as they stepped through the doors of the 'Creme cafe'. His demeanor remained calm as if he was used to her demanding nature.

The waiter approached their table and Taehyung placed the order, requesting two plates of the cafe's signature greased breakfast.

Isabella's eyes widened in surprise as she heard Taehyung's order. "Are you going to have two plates?" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with incredulity.

Taehyung's words were calm yet resolute as he responded, "No, it's for both of us."

Isabella's protest was immediate, "No, cancel it," she demanded, firmly disapproving of the order.

But Taehyung's gaze was steady, and his response was final. "I don't like eating alone," he said, his eyes fixed on her, silently communicating that this decision was not up for negotiation.

Isabella returned Taehyung's gaze with a cool, challenging stare. "Don't look at me like that," she said, her tone frosty.

Taehyung's response was firm but sensible. "Also, you haven't had breakfast, and a greasy breakfast is good for headaches," he pointed out. "So have it, otherwise it will keep getting worse even during the meeting."

Isabella couldn't help but feel a twinge of irritation at his words, his logic was sound, though she didn't want to admit it. She clenched her jaw, her stubbornness still refusing to submit.

As her mind wandered, Isabella found herself questioning Taehyung's motive for being there. Could he possibly be concerned about her headache? But just as quickly as the thought crossed her mind, she dismissed it, shaking her head in disbelief. Why would he care?

As Isabella waited for their food to arrive, her eyes darted around the cafe, taking in the surroundings. She couldn't help but notice that all the women in the restaurant seemed to be fixated on their table, whispering. Their hushed conversations and curious gazes were impossible to ignore.

Isabella stiffened a bit, feeling a mix of unease and irritation at the attention they were receiving.

Her gaze followed the direction of the other women's gazes, coming to a halt on the man sitting across from her. Taehyung, the renowned Kim Taehyung, sat there casually using his phone. His messy hair and the unbuttoned shirt revealing a tantalizing glimpse of his toned chest added to his already captivating presence.

Isabella's annoyance only grew, realizing why they were getting all the attention from the women around them.

Taehyung's keen eyes noticed Isabella stiffening in her seat, trying to hide the view of the gawking women. He couldn't help but quietly ask, "Any problem?"